Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray

"Ah --"

palm brought her back to

the pain and she

was stopped by Brody forcibly.

ordered coldly, frowning.

he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and

to see her in such a

"No --"

knife touched her

knife, not to mention the knife

hand back, but failed, because her hand

a while, the blood stained Tracy's and

full of

"You know it hurts?"

You don't have to

a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly,

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening this

was much more

"No --"

shook her

at him coldly, "Brody, are you

at him

It seemed that he remembered what he

as ice. He pulled her to a

care about

He snorted.

still so furious that he tightly pressed on her

tie you up

continued to threaten.

because it hurt so much and the

she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

with

a beat when

pain flashed through

even felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything

painful, you

Then he made

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the

at the dagger intending to be stabbed

rose from

because her own thought was making

stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back

"Hmm --"

knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost

teeth,

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand

know whether it was her tears or her sweat.

of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his

didn't want to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried

the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole

feel the knife cutting

was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

pain, her eyes finally could

cut

out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

that something was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything